An Ode to My Weasel Ex Boss

Well
Hi'dee-ho'deedli-hoo
All of you
Hi'dee-ho'deedli

Thought I'd
Spill this little diddlee
On all of you
Despite everythin'

Thought I'd
Just do it
For no firm reason
'Cept the hell of it

Hell bein' partly true
I'm no sweet innocent
That bein'
Also partly true

This here's a story
'Bout me an' maybe you
'Bout bosses 'n' such
Who aint worth further a-do

You see this boss o' mine
He was like hell' -
Peaches in a stew
No that aint it

He was just a prat
Like his little friends
Like his fellow cronies
An' all their weak chins

'Fessin'
How fine they were
How knowledgeable
Nothin' of it true

He was the kind
Son of a bitch
Liked to flaunt
Everythin' new

Sure he was short
Impossibly short
Had a bald patch
An' no fuckin' clue

You see, friend
He was a weasel
A time-tickin' fraud
A serious shiner of shoe

He was a suck-hole
Plain an' clear
A liar an' charlatan
An' only I knew

Or so it seemed
In my blessed time
Tho his ex had seen it
Right on cue

She dumped him full well
For flauntin' his cash
An' tryin' to buy her
Kids too

He played her
Played me
Hell played us all
Until he was due for his due

As merry went 'round
An' while polishin' his gold
Fate finally caught up
An' said "you!"

You've crossed that boy
That girl
Hell the whole world
Sittin' there on your pew

Now time has turned
An' the wheel is in view
An' it's comin'
To squash only you

He sweated an' pleaded
Tried a deal or two
But there were no buyers
No-one left in his zoo

He tried to run
We followed
Caught up
Smellin' the stink of his poo

An' we slayed him
No mercy
But took it real slow
Delighted as we should do

An' his puny li'l' face
Cryin' bran' new
Was sure somethin'
Hi'diddlee-ho'doo

An' is he remembered?
Sure diddlee
By spit an' by scumbags
Passin' through

Let this be a lesson
To weasels an' rats
An' pretenders
Hopefully none of them you